The Call Of The Void Book Novels & Stories

Sam snarled, through gritted teeth Kyle snarled back up, blood oozing from his mouth, gasping for air, and locked eyes on Sam’s. “I only wish that I was the one who had killed Polly,” Kyle spat, with a bloody grin. “I heard she died slowly and painfully.” Sam snarled, raised the dagger high, and brought it down right into Kyle’s heart. As he did, Sam felt a tremendous rumbling in the universe, felt the ground beneath him shake. He watched as shadows of dozens of small black demons appeared, hovered over Kyle’s lifeless body. He watched as they grappled with the black spirit leaving Kyle’s body, as they carted it off down below, beneath the ground, towards the depths of hell. This was followe

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

Seems like they want to make fun of me so I decided to finish my coffee faster and ask them to our first destination. The Family History Library. You see why I am in this place called Las Vegas? Because once upon a time, when I am so desperate to see Arianne and was in a very broken state because of her betrayal, I acted impulsive and reckless. I get to be with a girl I never know that much, fucked her all day and marry her at nightime.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

The raw silver was hurting him, just as I had hoped, but it wasn't stopping him. "You opened the cage," the assassin spoke. The voice didn't come from his throat; it was a mental shout that felt like a nail driving into my temples, bypassing my mind-link with Silas entirely. "The Abomination that dreams of stars. The Void has been waiting for you." "The Void can keep waiting," I said, my voice eerily calm as I felt the silver-vein pulsing beneath my boots, reinforcing my stance. "I’m not a dream, Assassin. I’m the light that burns your perfect nothingness."

⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ The universe cracked from end to end. And somewhere far away… The Void King smiled. 🖤 Because he already knew the answer. ⸻ End of Chapter 51 🖤 To Be Continued…

“Something broke that agreement. Something was done, a long time ago by beings whose names have been lost, that wounded the void and changed its nature from a counterpart into a consuming darkness. It has been trying to complete its consumption ever since because it no longer knows how to be anything else.” Through the still open link, I felt the Joined listening through my consciousness. I felt Cassandra’s particular quality of attention become very focused, the way it did when she encountered something she had been looking for without knowing she was looking for it. “The true name,” I said slowly, “would let you communicate with it. With whatever the void was before it was broken.” “Yes.”

"The 'Frequency'... it’s 'Calling' us 'Home.' Not to the 'Arbor.' Not to the 'Dimension.' But to the 'Void-Standard'." The "Addiction-Standard" is locked. To find out what "Final-Presence" waits in the "Absolute-Zero," the next chapter is a "Causal-Requirement."

“You did this! You said I was a vessel!” “A vessel needs to be primed!” Vane shouted back, his voice echoing through the manor. “You tore up the contracts, Elara. You rejected the tether. Without a contract to anchor the energy to this realm, the Void has nowhere to go but through you. It’s eating your physical form to sustain its presence here.” “I don’t care! I’d rather burn out than be your puppet!”

“Fine. But we keep it clinical.” He leads me to the center of the clearing, positioning me in front of him. “Close your eyes. Breathe deep. Find her—the wolf inside.” I obey, inhaling the forest air. At first there’s nothing, then—a flicker. A presence curling in my chest, restless and hungry. “Good,” he murmurs behind me. “Now ground yourself. Feel your feet on the earth.” His hands settle on my hips, steadying me. The contact jolts through me like lightning. I bite my lip to stifle a moan.